Chapter 316. Requiem (4)
Shiker was left utterly speechless. He managed to say, "This... This was not supposed to be my fate."
Shiker was the city's final guardian, the one who should have perished alongside its end. His stubborn life should have faded away with his fallen comrades. The core, shrouded in the power of Void, was meant to be destroyed in self-detonation. Until the very last moment, he was supposed to absorb that corrosive force and purify the land. That had been his final mission.
He couldn't believe what was happening before his eyes.
"Arrgh."
"You insane bastard!" Seria shouted, eyes blazing. "If you were going to eat all of that, you could've at least said something first!"
"Seria, I trust you," Caron said with a grin. "You're the miracle saintess who revives even those at death's door. And besides, how could I possibly leave something this delicious behind? If someone else ate it before me, I'd never forgive myself."
"...O Light above," Seria muttered, pressing her palms together. "Please, smite this lunatic warrior where he stands..."
The heir of Rael Leston had done the unthinkable.
That dreadful force which brought only annihilation upon contact—he had literally devoured it. The void sphere that no mortal body should ever have been able to endure had been swallowed as if it were nothing.
It all happened in the blink of an eye. There had been no time to react—nor had Shiker even thought to stop it. And yet, the result went far beyond imagination.
"How are you still alive, heir of Rael Leston?" Shiker asked.
The massive power of Void had been pulled into the young man's body. Not all of it—no, not quite—but nearly four-fifths of that sphere had been absorbed. It made no sense. Shiker couldn't understand what mortal could possibly contain such power within flesh and blood.